Author's notes (Feb 1 2018):
The White Eevee—Hi anyone who happened to click on this story. If you don't wanna read this note, that is fine and you can skip this. Yesterday (Jan 31) we had one of those environmentalist meeting at school with "fun" events. Me and my friend (after taking attendance) in the gym where the meeting is held found unlocked classroom (classrooms at the gym are where grade 11 and 12 are held) where some schoolmates were doing whatever besides the boring assembly so i decided why not write a fanfiction?

Normal Text—Narration

Bold Text—Author's Note

"Quoted Text"—Talking

Italicized Text—Thinking

Underlined Text—Story Event

Just like probably any fanfiction writer: I don't own Pokémon.

Sara's Point of view

Bang! The wall was smacked by his steel hard fist. The debris rained down just after we both stepped back. The toughness of the wall just served to further agitate the Lucario. Let's start at the beginning. My name is Sara and I am a Garvedoir. My "partner's" (the Lucario) name is Harry. We go back a long ways...

Flashback

The rain fell outside, not seeming to ever stop. I didn't take notice to this though, I already had waterproofed my den when I first moved in. Besides, I couldn't be bothered to notice the endless Tap, Tap, Tap... I disregarded the noise as the rain. Knock, knock, knock... This wasn't the rain. The teenage Ralts was pondering what to do, It couldn't be any of her friends; all them have previously moved away. Roscoe, a Zangoose who helped her with woodworking activities. Alan, an Eevee who used to sell berries in his tree den. July, a Seviper chemist who always bickered with Roscoe when they were in a square mile of each other. Arcues, her community was dying. Pound, Pound, Pound... She didn't want anyone to suffer out in the rain anymore. She went over to her bamboo door and swung it open. A Riolu was standing there, drenched from the pouring rain with an equally drenched backpack he was trying to shield from the rain. As soon as he saw me, he asked, "C—c—can I... Come In?" I gave him a welcoming smile and gestured him inside. I wrapped him a towel I had created out of jungle fibers. He smiled at me and I at him. He looks sooooo cute! Ahh! Where did that thought come from? I just met him! Have I gone insane!? I bring him through a tunnel which I use as my spare bedroom. He curled up, soon falling asleep. I then went to my "room" and dozed off fairly quickly.

The Next Morning…

I blinked and looked up a contraption which humans called a "watch" that had been given to me by my former trainer. The time said 7:54 am. I stretched and decided to check on my guest. I walked in on him rifling through his bag. "Oh h—hi, I didn't see you there" He stuttered. "Well, I gotta go now!" "Hold it!" I say putting my hand up to try to stop him from leaving. "Do you have anywhere to go?" "Well, no but—" He started by i cut him off, saying "Then you having you stay here will be no problem for me!" I exclaimed. His face lit up and came over to me and hugged me. He cried tears of joy. All I could do was blush, mouth agape.

Three months later...

Feel it. Feel it. My psychic powers lift the weights. Once I lift 7 weights. I open my eyes. He smiles at me confidentially and says "Okay, that's enough training for today" After the training session, I felt a pain in my stomach. It then turned while. Then my whole body turned white. It wasn't ordinary white though, it was glowing. I was temporarily blinded. I felt all my cells reorganize themselves. Then the light dissipated. I was Kirlia! I then looked up and looked the Lucario's eyes. He had evolved soon after we met. He gave me a hug. I wasn't impaled because he removed chest spike due to previous inconvenience. I looked up at him, face at full fluster. He swiftly pressed his mouth against mine. At first I was taken aback. Did I love him? It was a stupid thought. I LOVED him and I knew it. No one had ever given me this much romantic interest before. I kissed him back wrapping my arms around him. He broke the kiss and we panted for breath. "I love you Sara." he said full fluster as well. "And I love you too Harry.

Five Months Later...

Another knock was heard at the door. I know this distinct pattern of knocking. The People on the other end knew I recognized the pattern, too. I energetically swing the door open. A Garvedoir and Gallade were out there with smiles and open arms with a Yellow haired human, their trainer Jonah, resting, or trying to rest on a log in the background, just as I had pictured. "Mom! Dad!" I squeal, pulling them both into a hug. "Oh my, Sara!" said Feline, my mother. "It seems you have evolved, Twice! It's only been a year darling how did you manage to pull this off?" I flustered "Well, I met a guy... Do you w—wanna m—meet him?" Henry, my father, nods and my mother says "Are you sure you want this?" I solemnly nod and go back into my house. I get to his room and there he is punching a pseudo punching bag I hung on the wall as a gift. "Hey Harry..." I say and he looks up from his training."What's up Sara?" he says, concerned about the nervous expression on my face. "My parents are here, they want to meet you." His face went white. Then after a few seconds of awkward silence he takes a deep breath and says "Okay, let's do this!" He walks with me confidently through the door. We walk up to the door and he introduces himself to my parents "Hello, Sir, Madam, my name is Harry." he says calmly. I introduce them in return "Harry, these are my parents, Henry and Feline". Their trainer, Jonah, began to walk over, curious."Well, Harry, you seem like a nice young man. I th—" All of a sudden, Harry's pupils dilate and sprints back into my den. I freeze up. "What's gotten into him?" my mother asks. I don't know, I REALLY don't know."

That night...

"I woke up to the zipping up of a backpack. I didn't open my eyes, I just listened. I hear slow but sift paw steps, trying to be quiet. paw steps, from his room to mine. I sense him over me. He thinks that I'm asleep. He begins to sneak to the door. What is he doing up this late at night? I abruptly stand up saying "Harry, just where do you think you're going?" "...I'm leaving to become an adventurer..." he said coldly. "Why?" I ask. He gives me a small shrug. "Why not?, Could I at least come with you?" I asked tears starting to flow out of my eyes. Harry says nothing."Harry?!" I almost shout. "Please?" I say now, pleading with him. "...Fine..." is all he says.

End Flashback

That was exactly one year ago. Here we are now. He is colder than Mt. Silver and more distant than the edge of the universe. We have taken a job to find the survivors in an abandoned human army base, now inhabited by Pokemon, from a 9.0 Richter magnitude earthquake. One final bang was heard and the wall crumbled into bits and pieces; a hole with nothing more than rubble. I wish it was that easy to knock the walls around Harry...

Author's end note Feb 1 2017:

The White Eevee — I hope you enjoyed! Next chapter should be up soon. I would like to thank

anyone who has read to the end. Ciao!
Sara — Be sure to review! Constructive criticism highly accepted!
Harry —...
Sara — *whispers loudly* tell them that questions are also accepted Harry.
Harry —...
Sara — (°~°)